Oh! My dearest Darling!
Here December 8th has come again,
Really it's a long journey for you
With a notorious Vagabond!
Isn't it and what we gained?
Nevertheless, I looked around patiently.
The old two suit cases on the cupboard
Very uneasy like a bankrupt Tycoon.
Do you remember that they were in good looking
On our wedding ceremony?
But now they are sadly wearied
Like us with great difficulties.
Few copper-bronze pennies
Still survive in my magical wallet by shining
And I hear their secret deep murmur
'We must fight each other and convert into golden nuggets
And give a full support to our beltless kind karate Master
Who fights with life forever.'
I was shocked and peeped to the shattered mirror
And saw my wrinkle face that reminds me a severe drought.
Beside she cried like an Antelope; 'I am always with you and never betray honey! '
Oh! My beloved in a sad Menopause mood
And I said; ' Don't worry my darling!
Still we can do miracles a lot and I'll give you a healthy Son
Certainly a rare gift.
Who knows whether he becomes a timid President
Or a prominent Gangster one day
And he makes this uppish World upside down? '
* To all my friends in gratitude with a smile!
I scribbled this on a throw away Cigarette packet found along the road of blunder!
nimal dunuhinga
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